I was thinking about whether or not it’s okay to hunt today, and something occurred to me: hunting doesn’t really exist. The word creates separation from the reality that it’s being used to describe.
Do I love her? Why can’t God or the universe or whatever exists let me know what I should be doing? I need to go to the gym more. Could I love her? Could I run and run and run into something else?
everything. I didn’t like being an arrogant prick all the time. I saw how I’d been—how far from myself (from that little inner Jiminy Cricket voice) I’d strayed. And I realized that I didn’t need to be that person anymore. So, I started to acknowledge that I didn’t know everything.
But that isn’t the case anymore. I kind of hate television now. I’ve spent years of my life watching characters do things that I’ve never done. I’ve watched heroes go into battle and defeat villains. I’ve watched people hitchhike across America and find themselves (admittedly, I probably wouldn’t do that because I don’t want to die, but what have you). I’ve watched people fall in love. And I’ve never done any of those things. And beyond that, I’ve spent all that time actively not thinking. I’ve existed in a complacent state—one that allowed for stabilization, but not growth.
By Horisun Antunee Reasonability is death. It’s the death of imagination. It’s the death of creativity. It’s the death of an innumerable number of things. But beyond all of them, … Continue Reading We Need To Be Unreasonable
Compassion is earned in this world. It’s something given to the people that you care about: your friends, family, lovers, etc. And I don’t understand that.
If I write a book, and intend to publish it, then I will be doing something that will lead to the death of an insurmountable number of trees.
I had some issues when I was younger. Don’t worry—I wasn’t killing small animals or communing with the dead. I just lied a lot.
Have you ever heard someone say, everything happens for a reason, and immediately wanted to punch them in the face? I wouldn’t blame you. The statement encompasses one of the cruelest notions ever conceptualized: fate.
By Horisun Antunee
When you hear what I have to say, you’ll laugh. You’ll shrug your shoulders and discard my comments as madness from a stark raving lunatic.
The end of the semester is upon us and that means that it’s time for a change for the summer. The River is going to be stalled for the summer … Continue Reading The River Stalled for Summer
By Ciera Miller Have you ever stood in line at a cafe and just stared at the selection of tea that they have? There’s pomegranate rooibos, spicy chai, English Breakfast, … Continue Reading A Cup a Day
The year is 2737 BC. The former Chinese emperor Shen Nung wanders the southern countryside in search of herbs and berries to mix into his water. His stomach aches with … Continue Reading The Cafe Scene